Mr Boy Soldier Poem by Kevin Patrick

All you boys, with your high-tech toys
And your magi egos filled with masculine decoys
Playing hotshot long wolfs and Cadillac assassins
In your three piece suits fit for Hit man recruits
That spews your adolescent logic with orgasmic spasms
For warrior codes and reservoir dogs

Does it fill your hearts with comfort?
And atomic shelter satisfaction
Looking like an X box poster
or a Gears of War soldier under virtual motor
While the world is at your fingertips
As you sit back and relax against your 9 to 5 job

With an 8 mm and a girl at your shoulder
It's fun to be the wiz biz Svengali gangster
Rolling in the dough of the emerald city mould
While you're just another sheep that caught in the fold
Masquerading as the hero in your action packed adventure
While you've only got a licence for make belief and ray guns

But the sun doesn't run
for your overactive shadow
And when you see the night
you'll lose the touch for play commando
You Mr. Boy soldier